There was a time when we had just one. Alex (as we called him then) was a gift from God. While neither of us really had any idea of what we were getting into (or doing at times), he was glue that held us together as we figured it out. He still is.
Even though he prefers being called John these days, there's a shimmer of that round little man still in his twinkling eyes.
We took this one on his first trip home to Grammy's house (the one I grew up in) back in New Hampshire. Mom made he delightful ensemble. I've saved it for HIS little man.
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